Bella gasped and tried to grab it from him, her arm looping around his neck when he reared back to keep the flute from her grasp. Her chest pressed tightly against his and their lips were almost touching. Bella stared into his eyes, deep dark blue.
"I want to kiss you," he whispered, his warm breath fanning her lips.
Bella frowned. "Kiss me?"
His lips whispered over hers startling her. What a strange place to kiss. Mama had always kissed her forehead or the top of her head. The feel of his soft lips over hers was doing strange things to her belly though.
Mama. Thinking of mama brought back her horrible words and Bella pushed him away.
"Stop. Get away from me."
He frowned and licked his lips, as if trying to get her taste. That worried Bella immensely. What if he tried to bite her?
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